"Mengyao, come out, I have something to say to you." Li Lihua shouted from downstairs to Lin Mengyao upstairs.
Li Lihua's penetrating voice pierced through the door and reached Lin Mengyao's ears. Lin Mengyao put the invitation away, opened the door, and exchanged a glance with Xu Ke, who was standing outside. Lin Mengyao could roughly guess what Li Lihua wanted to say, despite her efforts to hide it, a trace of less-than-enthusiastic emotion leaked out.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you." Xu Ke naturally took Lin Mengyao's hand, as if he had done so a thousand times before. Lin Mengyao's hand suddenly fell into a large palm, making her originally unenthusiastic mood pause for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, she gently held Xu Ke's hand, and the two walked downstairs hand in hand, leaving Li Lihua momentarily stunned. But she chose to ignore the scene, thinking about more important matters to discuss.
